Charlie’s POV
If he is going to ask me? Do I want to say yes? I love him and I can’t think of a life without him. Dragging him off to the shower would be a better idea. I thought that if he bites, if I decide to let him bite me, at least the blood would wash off in the shower.
Oh, brother, f**k, I’m so nervous I’m shaking! He grabs my hand and pulls me up tight against his warm body.
David “Charlie, what’s wrong, you are shivering?”
Charlie “Nothing… I’m just cold. The castle isn’t warm and I don’t have your wolf heat.”
I grin hoping he believed me. I open the tap for the hot water and grab the purple bottle from underneath the sink. How am I going to do this? “I knew you were going to ask me so I came prepared…” Oh, goddess that is so cringe-worthy!!!
David “Wha
